Thursday Rambles

Ugh. I dreamed last night that I was engaged to Abusive Ex, meanwhile D was attempting to seduce me even though he was in a 'committed relationship.' Ugh, I say. I can't think of anything worse than being naive and self-destructive enough to even consider spending my life with AbEx. And, if it can be reliably evidenced by a few choice, fatal words exchanged between us, I'm not sure if a 'committed relationship' with D would be at all possible, but who knows, people do change. A statement along the lines of "Sorry Usagi, I can't help but want to sleep with other women I happen to see; all men want to do this, and they'd be liars if they told you otherwise" is not exactly a comforting thing to hear from the man you're exclusively dating.

This nightmare understandably put me in a morose mood this morning. Luckily the coffee maker didn't explode like it did yesterday. I noticed that some unknown awesome person has purchased for Caspian and I the Italian coffee maker that we had on our Crate & Barrel registry. Moste excellente. Kudos to you, coffeelover anon!

It's been a dreary November and I haven't been exercising like I should, what with this cold I've been nursing. The pizza, Cheez-Its and sangria have miraculously done me no wrong. Tonight is Caspian and I's (what's the proper grammar here?) meeting with the officiant/priest....ess? Pastor? Female spiritual leader? Tomorrow night is my dress fitting and Rooney's senior recital. Saturday is the annual Holiday Craft Fair and R's concert, and Sunday is the cake taste-testing. I have to call Batman's mom this afternoon and get in touch with Kira over at the reception venue to talk about the price of a champagne toast. Bah!

Speaking of Batman, he called me the other evening to tell me that things are going well with his new business, and that he's hired some promising new technicians and employees. He's in a cosmetic field, and has been spending much of his time visiting the most promising venues at which to attract clientele... Gay clubs. Apparently the majority of patrons that frequent these establishments can spot his straightness from a mile away, while a minority must rely upon a brief butt-grab to assess his condition. His descriptions of his adventures were very... Colorful. ;) Yay for Batman! He's great!